🦋New Life in March comes, when we...SING
Let us tell the story of the Prophet, Priest, and King Who came from realms of Glory with a song for us to sing. He will write the lyrics on the hearts that choose to be Messengers of Truth and Life for everyone to see.
If not, when whips of hide and iron, that mistreated, the chosen one, a canvas my Father created. Or when jagged thorns pierced and dug...
Children do not know what they will grow up to be They imagine so many things as they play carefree No worry in the world as they act out...
Yes beautiful. Reminds me of Psalm 45:1 - beautiful words stare my heart.. I will recite a lovely poem about the King, for my tongue is like the pen of a skill full poet! Thanks for sharing